Gotham Police Department.
Gordon held an impromptu meeting and called the directors of each branch, but some people were absent.
This caused the expressions of those branch directors who came on time to change, and they all looked unkindly at the bald man sitting to the left of Gordon.
This scene couldn't help but make them think wildly.
You know, Gotham There is an unwritten rule in the police community, and it is also an unwritten rule that all senior police officers abide by.
That is to watch each other.
The scholar-bureaucrats probably don't understand if punishment is not enough.
However, if a police officer at the sergeant level dies, he will just flip the table and investigate the death. Even Falcone will be brought to the police station for interrogation. This is the final bottom line.
You don't care how many district attorneys and witnesses you kill.
As long as you don't attack the middle and high-level people in the police system and abide by this rule, everyone will be happy to acquiesce in certain things.
Otherwise, what Gordon received would not be a bullet threat.
"Ahem, let's discuss the recent criminal situation of Gotham, as well as some issues related to the investigation by the branch director."
Gordon put down the document in his hand, took off his glasses, and glanced at Vulture Barnes sitting on the left.
"I just received several resignation reports. Everyone, this is a very serious issue. We have six sub-directors and thirty-one sergeants. Colleagues who are detectives are resigning. Do you have anything to say?"
"Do you agree?" Barnes turned around and asked, with a frown on his face, giving him a terrifying feeling of choosing someone to eat.
"I remain silent. This needs to be decided together by everyone."
Gordon did not respond, but threw the matter to everyone sitting here. Although he wanted to send those criminal police officers to jail directly, even if it was late, justice would eventually come.
But he can't do it now. Miao Mu fully supports him and solves this problem, so he has to set an example.
Even if you pinch your nose, you still have to get it done.
Of course, Gordon didn't expect what Miao Mu would do tonight.
If he knew, he would put handcuffs on Miao Mu as soon as possible and send Arkham Asylum to be checked for mental problems.
After all, cleaning up the entire Gotham gang problem is a deep-rooted, unshakable and epic problem.
Miao Mu did not intend to solve the problem, but chose to drive away the wolf and devour the tiger.
Just like at that time, Falcone used the power of the police to weaken the power of those gangs and then replaced them.
Miao Mu is directly served in one pot. Anyway, it is to draw ten and kill one. The fish that slip through the net are just like the crucian carp crossing the river, one after another.
Just send troops to grab one!
Upper East Side.
One after another, police cars did not turn on their lights or sirens. They drove over silently and stopped on the side of the road.
Those participating in the operation tonight were not only police officers from those branches, but also police officers from other jurisdictions.
The heads were covered with a black hood, the kind with eyes and mouth exposed, the kind reserved for robbers.
Moreover, they were all wearing official police uniforms, with their police titles and other insignia removed, and the GCPD logo Gotham Police Department stuck on the back.
It is very eye-catching and is the only way to identify ourselves and the enemy.
The security team mobilized from WM Security Company also came over in buses, fully armed.
Miao Mu, who was driving a city Hummer police car, and Jerry rushed over slowly, looking at the police cars parked on the street.
Miao Mu picked up the pager and adjusted to the same channel.
"The time is now nine o'clock in the evening, and the mission end time is three o'clock tomorrow morning. Don't disturb the citizens while they are at work."
Miao Mu put down the car window, took the pager and shouted loudly outside, "Action! All seizures will be confiscated. Anyone who comes today will have a share of responsibility and gain, do it!"
Bang bang bang bang.
In this dark night, I only heard the sound of the door opening, and the heavily armed WM security personnel.
Armed with fully automatic submachine guns, they formed a queue of five people.
Rushed directly towards those intended targets.
"Open the door! Check!"
There was a clang, and the door was kicked open.
In an old apartment building.
The guy who just came over to open the door was gagged with a shotgun, and then kicked in the stomach.
Inside the room, a person who was filling white powder into small bags saw this scene and quickly reached for the pistol on the table.
Chug tug tug tug tug...
The first security officer who tactically rolled in pulled the trigger without hesitation, killing several people in front of the table.
"Police come in, change people!"
After clearing the people in the room, they directly tied up their hands with ties and threw the captives on the ground. The WM security personnel here had just evacuated.
The policemen who came up from behind were not so polite. They had gun belts of different sizes.
But the speed with which he did it was terrifying.
He raised his leg and kicked the gang member on the head, followed by Great Memory Restoration Technique, "Take out all your stolen money, and your superiors, where are they, where did you get the medicine!"
"Tell me, who did you sell these things to? Take me to them! Hurry!"
"That's the medicine you bought, raise your hands!"
There was a lot of banging and banging in the house, like a wall being demolished.
Gunshots rang out one after another, making it look like a battlefield, and it was the most dangerous street fighting.
However, the police officers involved were very happy and arrested everyone along the same line.
The only way to exploit the situation was that all the funds collected by the gangs were confiscated.
Burnley District.
The biggest drug dealer, the king of loan sharks, Gotham, a new gangster, is bound to become the second the Roman's Black Mask.
Zheng ran down from the roof with red eyes, and the coffin-carved Black Mask on his face could not hide his hatred.
The police cars coming one after another below turned Burnley District into chaos. They were simply a group of bandits!
Black Mask ran towards the other side without stopping.
His company is finished. That damn Sheriff Burnley District personally led people to storm his office.
If he hadn't taken the opportunity to come out, he might have been shot dead on the spot like the loyal bodyguard Big Man.
"Don't let Black Mask escape, he has 100 million US dollars in his account!" Director Burnley Police Department opened the window and shouted outside, "You must not let him go, catch him!!!"
Black Mask When he heard this, the veins on his head stood up.
The police down there had already begun to search by scraping the ground, smashing and throwing things.
The ability to detect traces that I learned in the past has finally come in handy, even more carefully than those experts.
Black Mask, who had just slid down the drainpipe from the roof, hadn't gone two hundred meters yet.
A policeman wearing a hood rushed over and pushed him to the ground, holding his head. The policeman shouted:
"Black Mask is here!"
Black Mask kicked the policeman aside, took out the pistol in his arms, pointed it at the policeman's head, and was about to shoot.
Bang!
There was a crisp gunshot, and Black Mask's right hand holding the gun was directly interrupted by bullets whizzing by.
The broken limbs scattered a trail of blood on the ground, and the hand holding the gun also fell to the ground.
Deadshot held a.50-caliber Desert Eagle, lowered his head and blew into the muzzle of the gun, "This is much easier than buying a lottery ticket."